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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Standing Athwart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The storm descended down the Straights, <br>it was Lorenzo fixing sails at the backstay, <br>me gangway, the bargermast'r Jim Bates, <br>working ropes, on mainsail aft and forestay.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Northern winds barked like dogs, the gust, <br>lifted the batten, boat tilted off to port bow, <br>lowered the cent'rboard and hull, to thrust <br>like a curse of Demons, on deathly draw.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I lost Jim Bates, suddenly as he unreeved, <br>went off; sea waves thrushed to sternway, <br>Lorenzo fought at the top-gallant, bereaved, <br>and Angelo Corto was holding timenoguy.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The steersman conned fine; me on th' ganwale, <br>to lower the spreader, even at a gust blow, <br>we had the mainsail torn, and guff-topsail, <br>to guide wind's force to the jib bendin' slow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I saw them; It was abeam to starboard, dark, <br>heard eerie spells callin' Lorenzo off board, <br>blab out in void, on deathly mode to torque, <br>transfixed will, and I yelled, my voice barred; </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Corto slowly dissolved, in dispirited lament, <br>strong manly skills, toughened on bearings, <br>collapsed, the steersman left the rope's extent, <br>as both followed the undefined ode pitching.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Alone I was, in an enchanted role to depart, <br>recalling a voice of melody, coastal Pacific, <br>to castigate destiny, top-standing athwart, <br>and it was that emptiness in heart, somnific.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Giorgio+Veneto">Giorgio Veneto</a></strong></div>

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